Just as Andrew steps on the elevator, someone puts their hand on his shoulder. "Hey there amigo!" says Logan, "Are you coming down to the bar tonight?" Andrew puts his hand in his pocket gently resting it on top of your body, "Tonight? Sorry I can't. I'm really tired." "Don't give me that excuse! I know you were sleeping in the supply closet today."
Andrew scratches his head trying to think of a good excuse. "Admit it. There's no reason not to come, unless you're not telling me something." "Okay okay, I'll go," Andrew says not wanting the conversation to go any further. "Yes!" Logan says pumping his fist in the air just as the doors to the elevator open at the lobby of the building.
Andrew walks to his car, gets in and sets you down in the cup holder by his seat. "You're going to a bar with Logan?" you ask. "Yeah...I kind of have to. I've been making excuses for months now. Don't worry though, I will not stay for a long time." You aren't so sure about the idea of going to a bar shrunken down with Andrew and Logan, but looking at Andrew's kind face you trust him completely.
"We're here," Andrew says as he pulls into the parking lot. He lifts you up on the dash so that you can see the small building. It's a rundown looking dive bar with a sign reading: Danny's. "This is the bar?" you ask. "Yeah it's not that bad inside, plus it's only a block away from Logan's house, so this is where he likes to go. Do you want to wait here in the car or come in with me? I won't be more than a couple hours."
You want nothing more than to spend my time with the sexy intern, but you don't want him to think that you're weird by wanting to come along.
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